I have learned the hard way that projection into the future can be an obstruction in the present; with opportunities lost because of time and energies spent dreaming about the "what ifs", rather than actually making the journey, itself.
Perhaps it is fear
of rejection and/or fear of continual disappointment. Imaginative
people can fall into the trap of creating an experience in their minds
that usually does not exist in reality~then, abject disappointment. After so many disappointments, one can either try
to reprogram a few brain synapses, or just withdraw into one's own safe
world, where everything works out exactly as planned, and there is
always a fairy tale ending.
I spent years doing the latter; but, oddly enough, it was by losing all the "things" that I once held so dear, that has enabled me to once again appreciate substance. Even though I am currently limping along that long and winding road, at least I am on it, again.